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afraid of grundy?no on the real, that was actually quite dope, didn't know u can write shit like this, props
Quote from: A Gwen Stefani groupie named Kill on October 10, 2004, 06:54:51 AMafraid of grundy?no on the real, that was actually quite dope, didn't know u can write shit like this, propsYea, I write all sorts of shit...Most of the shit I drop on here is straight out keystyle on the spot...Straight off the dome shit...The dope shit I use for songs...Thanks though...PeACe
Quote from: Now_I_Know on October 11, 2004, 05:25:14 PMQuote from: A Gwen Stefani groupie named Kill on October 10, 2004, 06:54:51 AMafraid of grundy?no on the real, that was actually quite dope, didn't know u can write shit like this, propsYea, I write all sorts of shit...Most of the shit I drop on here is straight out keystyle on the spot...Straight off the dome shit...The dope shit I use for songs...Thanks though...PeACeso u got shit recorded? Since u make beats too, are u actually planning to work as an artist for real? Cause this is actually better (and especially mostly less formulatic) than what the great majority of people come up with when they wanna be 'deep' (how i hate that word) that's why i gotta give you props...ur battle shit is good too, but it's something more people are capable of comin up with
Fuck THOUGH I KNeW that shit was garbage, take it back to the lab faggot..lol..
Quote from: skeetabugg314 on October 15, 2004, 02:16:11 PMFuck THOUGH I KNeW that shit was garbage, take it back to the lab faggot..lol..he's better than you actually....................................................IMO
I feel pressure on my shoulder & tension in my musclesA moor of thoughts, festooned with all my struggles My troubles, a puddle of mud, life under rubbleEverything's extemporaneous, I lose my breath when I hustleAs tears drip, I’m fearless, appearance… is the covering to my soul, I'd rather be jumping off a sheer cliffInsufferable noise is the soundtrack to my existenceBut I mask that with music, because the outside world's resistanceSo imperceptible it's incredible, it pulls me back to realityI'm not aware if it’s just me, inclination is abnormalityBells ring loudly awaken my mental hellI see devils with halos, hearing their gentle yellsSoul can't escape, even though it's sufferingBut maybe I'm just a coward who needs some toughening
Quote from: Now_I_Know on October 07, 2004, 10:39:01 PMI feel pressure on my shoulder & tension in my musclesA moor of thoughts, festooned with all my struggles My troubles, a puddle of mud, life under rubbleEverything's extemporaneous, I lose my breath when I hustleAs tears drip, I’m fearless, appearance… is the covering to my soul, I'd rather be jumping off a sheer cliffInsufferable noise is the soundtrack to my existenceBut I mask that with music, because the outside world's resistanceSo imperceptible it's incredible, it pulls me back to realityI'm not aware if it’s just me, inclination is abnormalityBells ring loudly awaken my mental hellI see devils with halos, hearing their gentle yellsSoul can't escape, even though it's sufferingBut maybe I'm just a coward who needs some tougheningThat was deep, nice rhyme, maybe what Saul Williams says is true, and you'll be able to alter your condition through the power of your own words.